She was tied up and gagged an unwilling participant.
Her struggles were futile as the ropes held tight.
The tension built her body tensing with each moment.
Her eyes widened at the sight of the machine that awaited her.
No escape now she was made to her knees.
The chilling metal pressed against her she shuddered.
Her silenced pleas were met with disregard.
The device began its rhythm a unyielding assault.
Each thrust drove her deeper into the abyss.
She was a puppet in the grip of lust not her own.
Her body arched under the force.
The world faded around her sensations overwhelmed.
No escape only the beat and her own response.
The climax was forced yet inescapable.
She was a conduit for pure sensation.
Her body begged for more even as her mind fought.
The climax was a surge washing over her.
Then another and another until she was empty.
Her limbs heavy her breath shallow.
She was out of orgasms her body still at last.
